"Your uncle was brought back by the ancestors of the Bid family"
Uncle San narrowed his eyes slightly.
The ancestor of the Bid family was named Fei Tianjun, and he couldn't tell the level of cultivation.
However.
These days.
He specially checked the information about the bandit family collected from the ghost market.
But this bandit king has never heard of it.
Just afraid.
His identity has a longer history than they thought.
"Fei Tianjun said nothing, but just brought your uncle back. I asked the Bid clan leader, and he also said that this ancestor was separated from him by hundreds of generations. After returning to the underworld, he had no communication with them.
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Pause.
The third uncle's eyes lit up slightly. He continued:
"However, this ancestor of the Bid Family said that he wanted to see you."
"Want to see me?!"
Fu Shiyi blinked.
This bandit ancestor, even the leader of the bandit clan, was separated by hundreds of generations.
How could I remember to bring her?
She was a little nervous, but she was still a little excited. After all, this Fidelity King can be regarded as a real ancient:
"San Uncle, please inform the bandit leader and ask him to arrange it. I will meet his ancestors today."
The third uncle whispered to promise.
After turning around and going out.
After Fu Shiyi sealed the side palace, he thought of it and a black shadow came out of the side palace, but it was Magu with a blank expression.
The seal between Magu's eyebrows has not changed at all.
In the temple, there are three uncles guarding it, which is indeed much more worry-free:
"Magu, heal my uncle's soul."
"Yes, master."
Magu responded mechanically.
Touch with both hands.
Milky white light burst out from her body.
The clean bottle floats out.
Floating above my uncle Fu Zhifei's head.
I saw Ma Gu's lips twitching and chanting an unknown spell. In an instant, a mysterious force landed on her uncle's body. The uncle, who was originally dull, showed a comfortable look on his face. Fu Shiyi observed it.
After a long time, I saw that there was nothing wrong, I left the side hall.
In the main hall.
I talked a few words with Sister Meiya.
The third uncle came back from outside:
"Eleventh, the leader of the bandit tribe said that you can go to the underworld of the Bid family now."
See you today.
Only the nameless temple is open to people of other people.
But.
The origin of the Fiery Heavenly Lord is too mysterious.
The third uncle did not allow him to enter the temple.
Therefore, Fu Shiyi could only go to the insular palace of the Bid family.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, long time no see."
The bandit leader in front of the temple greeted Fu Shiyi enthusiastically.
Since I learned that Fu Shiyi is the lord of the temple.
The bandit leader became more respectful to Fu Shiyi.
The Yin Spirit Power in the inscription of the Bid Family was stronger than before. The yard was no longer bare, but a Yin Sang Sacred Tree was transplanted. The continuous Yin Spirit Power around the Yin Sang Sang Sacred God was
After the tree absorbs it, it re-swallows and spits out more pure Yin spiritual power in the canopy of the sacred tree.
This Yinmang Divine Tree is a quasi-fifth-level Yin Spirit.
The Bid family has been over the years.
It's developing well.
A person sat cross-legged next to the stone table of the Yinsang Divine Tree. His eyes were closed, and he was the ancestor of the Bid Family, who had just returned.
"Old ancestor, fellow Taoist Fu has arrived."
"If nothing happens, the junior will step down first."
The bandit leader and another bandit monk withdrew from the underworld. At the door, he was like a gatekeeper, guarding one left and one right. The people from the Yuan family came over to want to talk, but they just smiled but didn't say anything.